N.C.M.O.
Pronounced “nicmo”; noun referring to a Non – Committal – Make – Out
Origins- B.Y.U. Utah, Idaho and possibly even Hawaii.
There now you know what that dammed thing means. Hopefully you will be wiser than myself and avoid them. Why? Simply put they are addictive and you run the risk of one of you becoming overly attached. How do I know you ask? Well I guess it’s time I came out and said it. It started back in 2009 January.
I was having a pretty hard crush on Natalie. It seems to happen to every guy. No, she isn’t that kind of a person, she’s just a good all around girl, the whole package, all a guy could ask for and more. So here I am with my crush, sadly what follows is not that nice of a thing. What I am about to say has been eating me up inside from the start and will cause damage to certain individuals, but the secret is tearing me apart and needs to see the light of day. Back to the story, and do keep in mind this is merely my perceptions on everything. Well I was talking online with my friend Biz about how I should go and ask Natalie out on date. I admit I was scouting for insider information, anything that could help me out. But rather than assist me, she tore me down, telling me I never had a chance, she was romantically interested in another. And after I had told Biz how long my crush on Natalie had been going on and everything it involved, she seemed to just use that information against me. Moving on.
Well needless to say I was depressed. She offered to hang out with me and to help cheer me up. I believe it was the second time we hung out and after I was explained verbally what a “NCMO” is, we ended up making out. Don’t judge me, you have not the right. But soon after I realized I wasn’t interested in Biz in anyway other than a friend. Sadly I am a guy and having had so few worthwhile interactions with females, I was fairly weak willed and couldn’t say no. After discovering the negative side effects of it all, looking at woman as objects rather than people, desiring only the physical enjoyments and such, I knew I had to end it. So my efforts for awhile were to just try to be the jerk to her and hope she went away. Didn’t work. I knew by now she had become attached to me while I had nothing but physical enjoyment out of it. Yes I am a guy, sorry. Oddly enough I found the most fulfilling relationship I’ve ever been in with a girl was with Caitlin, and it was a physical attraction, but we didn’t have any of the typical physical parts usually involved with a relationship, all we really had was holding hands and hugging. Nothing else. And I enjoyed it greatly. So I guess I should thank Biz for helping me realize this. But after 6 months of these”NCMO”s, and there were several of them, I have had enough of them and their side effects. What side effects you ask? Namely the one where she treats me as though we are dating and gives me mean looks for eyeing another girl or saying something about another girl, etc, etc. now before you think I am a total jerk and such, I have told her several times we are not dating nor are we all that close. Still she is attached like a leach, sucking me dry, and working odd angles, like insisting to my mom that we would make a great couple. Got that from my mom, she told me to marry her. Sorry but not going happen. About a little over a month ago I discovered I was very attracted to a young, beautiful girl named Sarah. Now being the perceptive one I am, I got the distinct feeling that Biz was going behind the scenes and sabotaging any remote chances I might have had with Sarah. I am shy, so when I did get around to talking with Sarah I got the classic, “you’re a great guy and I would rather have you as a good friend,” excuse. Hurt? Yes. But I had a feeling I was in for disappointment. I am still very attracted to Sarah but now knowing nothing will happen I feel I must move on. Here I am reluctant to say the one I have discovered I am attracted to, do keep in mind I am attracted to a lot of girls but sadly most don’t seem to fit that well, usually something about them repels me.
Well her name is Cortney. Now if you know me then you know that tall girls and brunettes score very highly in my book. She’s not as young at Sarah is, she is a hairballs length over three years younger than I. I believe her to be as shy as I was a few years ago, and at times, especially around females, I am just as shy if not more so. So as it stands I and attracted to five girls right now Heather, Natalie, Sarah, Cortney, and Melanie. I know what you’re thinking, who are these other two, well long stories short, Melanie ive liked for a long time and she currently lives in D.C. Heather, not Josh’s Heather, but the other one, was taken before I could make a move.
Well that’s my story, I’ve got a girl leached onto me the likes of which I can’t get off. There are two gorgeous, and all those other nice cool words that mean good looking and great, available girls that I see as equal but uniquely separate. Then there are the ones I can’t have: Natalie, Heather and Melanie.
Now I know you are thinking, “Why did he write all that? I was nonsensical bull crap.” To put I bluntly, I can’t keep it all in anymore. I want you, the reader, to learn from my mistakes and not repeat them. Been thinking of leaving this area anyway. No promising leads on work. Shadows cover the failing rays of hope that one day I’ll find someone so exceptionally beautiful that I would be willing to say, “yes I will be yours for time and all eternity.” As I get older I know what I want, but I am not willing to settle for less than the best. I have not given up hope yet. The fire burns low hidden in the shadow of illusions…
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